Up until a time, as the ‘unclear’ fairly tale Jagielski narrates in the first pages of the book is doomed to failure – lost in collision with the black-and-white, severe religious narrative which soon claims the valley. Jagielski skilfully presents how the appearance of Chechnyan partisans fleeing from war triggers the emergence of questions that were never asked before – who are you? How do you pray? Are you with us or against us?
Lara’s sons are among the young boys who eagerly soak up the teachings and religious stories of the fighters. Even though their mother, willing to provide them a good life, sends the teenage boys to Europe, their fate is, in a sense, already settled. They’re condemned to live a life of second-class citizens. Europe, which has no counternarrative to offer, will lose the battle for their souls. Szamil and Raszid find their story in the ‘holy war’ in Syria that they will go to.
Nevertheless, All Lara’s Wars is not a story about war and jihad written from the perspective of the participants. The titular wars belong to Lara – a powerless witness losing control over her world. A mother who embarks on the exactly same journey as the volunteers going to Syria, but for the sake of taking one of them – her own son – away from the war. A woman, a former actress, who looks at the events surprised, helpless, uncomprehending, but also, in some deep sense, free of prejudice and not prone to simplifications – above all, she’s looking at her own children.
It’s hard to deny that the world she’s watching possesses some sort of seductive power. Even desperate Lara is able to see that her son looks happy and fulfilled in the position of a respected warrior. In the war, he found something (a sacrum?) that the world he previously lived in denied him. At the same time – which is visible thanks to Jagielski’s masterful narration – he remains a blinded fundamentalist. Paradoxically, he evokes some kind of compassion.
It is in this tender, affectionate perspective – of a mother on a war, a mother of jihadi fighters – that the marvellousness of Jagielski’s account lies. The story of Raszid and Szamil explained by Lara allows for a tracking of their evolution in its entire complexity. It also allows for comprehension – not necessarily of two men seduced by violence, but certainly of the path that led them to Aleppo.